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The Backwards Heart

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The next batch of kids
They're gonna be the ones set up the scene
The kinda shit I think
Don't stand up when I bleed
They don't know I'm more scared
With your [?]

Cause I got a backwards heart (Come take my hand)
And I'm tough to be sold
And in a backwards heart (All they know)
Not much can grow
But I'mma turn it around
And I just want you to know

The next phase of me
I'm gonna be one tough seed
Don't mind no black and blue
And green and everything in between
And I told her to heal up
But she don't know what I mean

Cause I got a backwards heart (Back me up)
Am I the centerfold?
And in a backwards heart (Back, back me up)
Not much can grow
So I'mma turn it around
And I just want you to know

I see your backwards heart
I see your backwards heart
I see your busy heart
I feel your backwards heart

I have tried so many times
When looking at what I'd chosen
God it's harrowing
Good grief, kept it only there

What feat close as the mirror boy
And them, who wants to know the outside world
But cannot begin?
Good grief, can be lonely out there

Good grief is all that I knew of
I fought a war in my bedroom
So goddamn scared to be here
Little grief is all that I knew of you
A tug of war in my mirror
So goddamn scared to see ya

Good grief you carry me through ya
Just a [?]
Well I'm coming home to please you
(Good grief, oh good grief)
Good grief it's good to see ya
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Compositor: Jack Antonoff

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